Chapter 175 I fell into Qingbao's trap!

Chapter 175 I fell into Qingbao's trap!

Tang Chen rushed into the fire.

The umbrella covering the princess's mansion spun faster and faster, as if it were roaring something.

Qinghui tried to stop her, but she couldn't.

In the blink of an eye, there was another person beside me.

"Master, what's wrong with Senior Sister?" Qinghui asked, her voice tinged with unease.

If she really goes in to save Qingbao, wouldn't all their efforts be in vain?

Qingxuan's expression turned serious. "Does she suspect something?"

"What?" Qinghui looked completely bewildered.

"It's nothing." Qingxuan's expression returned to normal. "She will kill Qingbao. She's not stupid."

After all, without the Tianxian Sect, there would be no Tangchen as we know it today.

She takes a thousand years to mature and is halfway to the Great Ascension stage. Anyone from any sect who sees her will be destroyed.

The Grand Elder is a top-tier expert in the entire cultivation world, having cultivated for 20,000 years. Tang Chen, on the other hand, has only cultivated for a mere 1,000 years, yet he is already approaching the Grand Elder's cultivation level.

Such a genius must belong to the Tianxian Sect.

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Fu Tu continued to stop Si He.

With a flick of his fingertip, Si He's knees were supported by the black energy, and he slowly stood up.

"I'm sorry, I have to protect you."

After saying that.

Si He's vision went black and she fainted.

Fu Tu gently put his arm around her shoulder and led her away from the fire.

Inside the fire.

The wooden beams kept collapsing, and Xia Jingheng was unable to dodge in time and was hit on the ground.

The wheelchair burst into flames instantly.

He endured the excruciating pain and crawled towards Qingbao, calling out, "Qingbao..."

Qingbao was sleeping on the couch, her little face flushed from the heat of the fire, and the thick smoke made it impossible for him to see her condition.

He crawled forward desperately, thinking only of going faster and faster.

The fair hands, with their distinct knuckles, were charred black.

Xia Jingheng placed his hand on the edge of the bed.

The next moment.

The burning wood from the bed beam struck his hand directly.

He couldn't help but cry out in pain, his whole body trembling.

"Qingbao... hang in there, I'm coming..." He didn't know why he was risking his life to save her.

All he knew was that watching Si He's daughter die was a thousand times more painful than being killed himself.

If someone has to die this time, then let him die.

As long as Qingbao wakes up, she will be safe and sound.

The sleeping little guy furrowed his brow slightly.

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When Tang Chen rushed into the fire.

What I saw was this scene.

She used her palm to block out all the scorching heat around her, creating a barrier, and coldly watched Xia Jingheng.

"That annoying guy."

Qingbao was able to breathe and slowly opened her eyes.

“Qingbao, you’re awake…” Xia Jingheng struggled to get up.

But Tang Chen waved his hand, and he was knocked aside, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Tang Chen came to the bedside and looked at Qing Bao.

Qingbao rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at her, and gave a babyish smile.

"Sister Tangchen, what happened?"

Tang Chen's tone was slightly cold, "I couldn't bear to see you burned to death in the fire, so..."

"So what?" Qingbao tilted her head, looking completely innocent and harmless.

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. "So, I'll kill you myself!!!"

If she killed Qingbao, then Qingbao wasn't burned to death.

Tang Chen did this for no other reason than that.

Just to find peace of mind.

He gathered powerful energy in his palm and slashed fiercely at Qingbao.

The power of a half-step Mahayana cultivator is far more terrifying than Qingbao imagined.

This attack would be so devastating that even a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost like Fu Tu would be severely injured and on the verge of death, let alone her three-year-old body.

Qingbao's pupils dilated.

—The other party really wants to kill me.

But she didn't dodge.

She sat on the bed, her small face serene, flames burning and licking around her, undulating like snakes.

Qingbao watched as Tang Chen's palm landed a foot away from the tip of her nose.

It stopped instantly.

Tang Chen broke out in a cold sweat, trembling all over, and collapsed to the ground, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"What...what did you do to me?"

Qingbao jumped off the bed, her little feet bare, and stepped onto the scorching floor, smiling as she said:

"You're coming to kill me, I can't just not take precautions."

"When did you find out?" Tang Chen raised her face and looked at Qing Bao.

Qingbao tilted her head innocently, "I could tell when I bought you from the slave market."

So, she bought her on purpose!

Tang Chen felt a chill run down her spine.

Unexpectedly, everything he had meticulously planned was still part of Qingbao's trap.

She devised three schemes in succession: first, to attract her attention; second, to provoke her into taking action; third, to dispel her suspicions; and fourth, to risk her life to save her and gain her trust.

Little did they know that all of this was already under Qingbao's control.

A three-year-old child is so terrifying!

"Even if you become a mortal, you cultivators will still maintain your immortal demeanor. Who trained you? You're really professional."

The little guy walked up to her, his big round eyes narrowed, with a hint of mockery.

Tang Chen took deep breaths repeatedly, mobilizing the power in her dantian.

However, she discovered that a divination had been placed on her dantian, causing her immense pain.

"Was this planted while you were healing?" Tang Chen asked, wincing in pain as she curled up on the ground.

Qingbao shook her head. "I can't beat you. I have no choice but to play along and use my own methods. Unlike you, I don't just die. I still have to protect my mother."

"Hahahaha, hahahaha." Tang Chen laughed loudly, tears welling in her eyes. "You really are Si He's good daughter!"

What a wonderful daughter, what a wonderful mother!

If her daughter had possessed such abilities a thousand years ago, none of this tragedy would have occurred.

If she hadn't experienced that kind of pain, she would never have entered the fire and killed Qingbao with her own hands.

She couldn't bear to watch a three-year-old child be burned to death.

The immersion is too strong, which will cause her Dao heart to collapse.

Tang Chen lost this round because of the pain she had experienced.

She rested her head on the floor and gave up struggling.

Sparks burned her hair, and she said blankly:

"Kill me now, and after I die, I will become a vengeful ghost like Fu Tu..."

She cultivated diligently for a thousand years, but she still failed to avenge her husband's family and her daughter.

He died just like that.

She was unwilling to accept it.

I'm so unwilling to accept this!

"Why would I kill you?" Qingbao squatted down, curled up into an adorable ball, and looked down at her.

Tang Chen looked at her, a bad feeling creeping into her heart. "What do you want to do!"

A formation appeared in Qingbao's hand.

With a gentle pull, it closes.

The excruciating pain in Tang Chen's body vanished instantly, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Qingbao stood up, her chubby face serious, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"I want you... to obey me from now on and help this overlord complete his hegemony of unifying the three realms."

"Are you willing?"